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Wednesday, August 30, 2006
3:02 PM
it's 1:57 pm, lunch is over and the faculty of irabu senior high school is sitting in the teacher's room, working, or, as in my case on this particular afternoon, pretending to. it's still summer vacation so there are no classes and we are pretty much all there. oddly and rarely, working at 1:57 pm today was a very quiet thing, until "julia-saaan!" i look up to attention, as its my kyoto-sensei (vice-principal) screaming my name from the front of the room. "hai!" i scream back. he asks: "did you cut your hair?" (i have been back to school for a week now) "hai!" i scream back. by this point all the teachers are looking on. then, "nande?" (why?) i tell him that my long hair was too hot in this weather. he just about accepts this reply, then decides to ask one more question that i do not understand. everyone bursts into fits of laughter: "ahahahahahahahaha, ahahahahahahahaah!!" i pretend to go along with it: "ahahahaha." it ends. moments later, the very kind math teacher who sits at the desk next to me asks me for a japanese-english dictionary. i provide one accordingly. he points to the japanese word that translates to "dissapointed in a lover". he then says, as best he can: "my boss worry this is julia's story, so you cut the hair." i want to tell him that i am not that kind of girl, but that would be rude, so i don't.
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